I'll give all i have to give
And you can drain me like a sieve
And i'll betray this feeling in my gut
Because i know nothing of modern romance
But i can play a victim of circumstance
If you can promise that i will make the cut
I find it hard to be sincere
When you can't even look me in the eye
I've got to be where my head is clear
And if lip service is all we have
Then this might be goodbye
And as we dance this crooked waltz
I'll find my words are ringing false
The things i thought i could honestly confess
Because when you say anything i'll raise a smile
But inside my head i'll be choking on bile
So i'm sure you'll pardon me if i digress
I find it hard to be sincere
When you can't even look me in the eye
I've got to be where my head is clear
And if lip service is all we have
Then this might be goodbye
We can glaze the truth with a glistening sheen
Of love and s** and what's in between
But paint cannot hide a crumbling façade
So i guess it's me and my orthodoxy
If you've found yourself a suitable proxy
Some other boy to face the firing squad
I find it hard to be sincere
When you can't even look me in the eye
I've got to be where my head is clear
And if lip service is all we have
Then this might be goodbye